Loving a virtuous wife: The president of the milk dog stands aside

Seeing this, Shao Tingxun frowned slightly, and then his eyes were as quiet as a deep pool.

"Sit in the back, it feels better to sit in the back after drinking."

"No, you can just sit in front, and you can chat with brother-in-law in front." Song Qingle insisted.

Shao Tingxun's eyes darkened, and finally he said with some displeasure, "This seat is Qingyin, I don't intend to let other women sit."

He never thought that Shao Tingxun would say it so bluntly, regardless of her embarrassment, Song Qingle's face turned pale immediately, and a deep sourness flashed in his heart.

Because Shao Tingxun opened his mouth, she could only sit in the back seat resentfully in the end.

Shao Tingxun wanted to celebrate Song Qingyin's birthday early, so he stepped up the accelerator after getting in the car.

But Song Qingle from behind the car yelled, "Brother-in-law, I feel bad, can you slow down?"

Song Qingle thought that she and Shao Tingxun had the chance to spend time alone, so of course she had to buy more time.

Listen, Shao Tingxun slowed down the car.

After the car, Song Qingle was silent for a while.

While her mind sank, she pretended to mutter to herself, "Today is my sister's birthday, and my mother specially prepared a birthday party for my sister."

"My mother has never prepared such a meticulous birthday party for me. My mother must not want me."

"In my mother's eyes, my sister is more important. My sister's biological mother has left since I was a child. My mother always feels that my sister will be wronged and sad, so I try my best to treat my sister well, but she forgot that I am her biological daughter."

……

Song Qingle's muttering to herself was actually for Shao Tingxun's hearing. She thought that men are always the most emotional when they see poor women.And while she was talking, she was half lying on the back seat, and she shed tears pitifully.

Sure enough, Shao Tingxun responded.

He freed one hand and handed the paper to Song Qingle, "Wipe away the tears."

After a pause, he said again, "Don't think too much, Auntie has you in her heart, otherwise she wouldn't have asked me to come out to pick you up."

"really?"

Speaking of which, Song Qingle got up from the back seat, hooked his hands on Shao Tingxun directly from the back seat, and looked at him with hazy and moist eyes.

This approach made Shao Tingxun hesitate, and then his brows flashed a little displeasure, and he pulled Song Qingle away.

"Qing Le, you're drunk, you're almost here."

Pushed by Shao Tingxun, Song Qingle slumped straight on the back seat, feeling a dull pain in her back.

She was even more annoyed, she didn't expect Shao Tingxun to be so ignorant of compassion.But knowing that the action just now made Shao Tingxun a little angry, she stopped moving in time.

When getting off the car, before Shao Tingxun opened the door for her, she pretended to stumble and got out of the car.

Shao Tingxun watched patiently from behind.

Out of concern that Song Qingle is Song Qingyin's younger sister, he raised his hand, wanting to help her, but just as he raised his hand, Song Qingle opened it.

Song Qingle turned her head and smiled at him pretending to be peaceful.

"No need, brother-in-law, I can go in by myself, lest my sister will misunderstand later."

As he spoke, he blinked his eyes with Shao Tingxun, pretended to be strong again, and walked home unsteadily.

Looking at Song Qingle's back, Shao Tingxun suddenly felt guilty.

Just now Song Qingle's approach made him very disgusted, but now it seems that he really misunderstood her, maybe Song Qingle was really just emotional.

After entering the room, Yao Jinfeng stepped forward and grabbed Song Qingle.

"Qing Le, you are back!"

"Why do you drink like this? Today is your sister's birthday, come here."

Yao Jinfeng raised his hand to pull Song Qingle, but was thrown away by Song Qingle, "Mom, I'm a little dizzy, you guys eat first, I'm going upstairs."

As he spoke, Song Qingle went up the stairs alone, holding on to the railing.

Shao Tingxun watched from behind them, Song Qingle seemed to be a girl who was jealous and a bit lonely because she didn't get equal love from her mother.

But at the moment, Song Qingle, who was on the second floor, showed a deep sneer on her face. She didn't believe that Shao Tingxun could still be so cold and indifferent.

Song Qingle went upstairs sullenly, while Song Qingyin, who was also looking at her, narrowed her eyes, feeling a little bit sorry.

After all, Song Qingle has been the jewel in the palm of this family since she was a child, but now she is suddenly favored.

"What's wrong?" Shao Tingxun walked towards her and hugged her from behind.

Song Qingyin shook her head and withdrew her thoughts.

Shao Tingxun smiled gently and scratched her nose, "Because of your birthday, she was very happy. She was drinking with friends at the bar early and got drunk. She probably won't be able to accompany you tonight."

Hearing what Shao Tingxun said, Song Qingyin smiled helplessly in her heart.

How could she not know whether Song Qingle was happy or not on her birthday?

Shao Tingxun, a fool, actually lied to her by telling such a lie just to comfort her.

It's just that she didn't reveal it, and she held Shao Tingxun's hand a little tighter without moving.

She thought that the time between the two of them might not be long, and she had to cherish the days to come.

This insignificant change came into Shao Tingxun's eyes.

Shao Tingxun's eyes sank slightly, "What's wrong?"

Song Qingyin shook her head violently, and the emotion just now disappeared without a trace.

"I was just wondering what you got me for my birthday."

Speaking of this, Shao Tingxun's smile deepened, and then he pulled her out the door.

"Di-"

I saw an extra car key in Shao Tingxun's hand. He pressed it, and the lights of a limited-edition sports car at the door lit up.

"This is for you." As he said, Shao Tingxun put two bunches of keys into her hand, "there is another bunch of keys for Haishan Villa."

Song Qingyin frowned.

Give her these for her birthday?

Sure enough, a rich man...

But it feels a little less sincere.

Seeing her frowning, Shao Tingxun on the side was also a little anxious, "Don't you like it?"

Before Song Qingyin answered, Shao Tingxun began to explain.

"I heard that to get married now, you must have a car and a house. Ji Zixuan also said that women like these things. I thought that if others have them, our Qingyin must also have one, so I gave this as a gift."

She heard a wave of emotion in her heart, but the two bunches of keys in her hand were a bit hot.

One is that this gift is really too expensive, and the other is that she cannot marry Shao Tingxun, and she will completely disappear in his world soon.

So she put the key back into Shao Tingxun's hand.

"The gift is really tacky, but thank you."

Looking at the key that was stuffed back into his hand, Shao Tingxun frowned deeply.

The hearts of Song Liancheng and Yao Jinfeng who saw it on the other side dropped even more.

This is a gift worth tens of millions, so what's wrong with keeping it!
"Whether you like it or not, there is no reason for the things I, Shao Tingxun sent, to be returned. Keep them for me."

As he said that, Shao Tingxun took her hand and forced her to accept it.

Song Qingyin felt helpless, and couldn't help but smile, "Fool, when did I say I don't like it anymore, I'll let you keep it for me."

Although his expression was still calm, there was a gleam of starlight in Shao Tingxun's calm eyes for an instant.

"This gift is really tacky, so I prepared another one for you."

another one?
Just as a hint of doubt flashed in her eyes, she saw several people entering Song's house with piles of clothes.

It's really not bad to send clothes to the garage, and now to send clothes...

Song Qingyin could not help but twitch the corners of her mouth.

It was only after taking a closer look that she realized that she had misunderstood Shao Tingxun.

The clothes that Shao Tingxun asked to bring over were all three parent-child outfits.

Just this amount...

"When the baby is born, we can wear it together. With you, I think about our future every day." Shao Tingxun lowered his head and whispered softly in her ear.

"thump--"

Song Qingyin only felt that her heartbeat suddenly missed several beats, and her eyes were a little moist.

Watching this scene, Yao Jinfeng's heart sank even more.

The Shao family is indeed not an ordinary family.

If Qingle from their family knew Shao Tingxun and conceived a child for Shao Tingxun, then all of this was due to Qingle from their family, it's a pity...

I really don't know how Song Qingyin stepped on shit luck!
"Don't stand like this, go over, the food in the kitchen is ready." Yao Jinfeng interrupted intentionally with a raised voice.

Shao Tingxun took Song Qingyin's hand and sat down at the table together.

At the dinner table, Song Liancheng, who didn't see Song Qingle, frowned, "Where's Qingle?"

"Miss, she just came back from having dinner with friends, and she is sleeping in the room now." The servant said.

Song Liancheng paused.

"Let the kitchen keep a portion of the dishes warm for her. When she wakes up, serve a portion of porridge to warm her stomach." Song Liancheng said it naturally, but Song Qingyin's hand holding the chopsticks was deeply a stagnation.

Song Qingyin's heart stabbed deeply.

These were all given to Song Qingle by Song Liancheng, but it would be good to give her one percent of the care, so that she would not leave the Song family.

Looking at her gloomy expression, Shao Tingxun's eyes froze inaudibly.

He was about to say something when Yao Jinfeng interrupted directly.

Yao Jinfeng got up and filled Shao Tingxun's wine, "Master Shao is Qingyin's birthday today, so you should have a good drink."

Shao Tingxun suppressed his emotions, took Yao Jinfeng's wine glass with a smile, and drank it down in one gulp.

Just one cup after another.

Yao Jinfeng never gave up persuading Shao Tingxun to drink since he came to the table.

Shao Tingxun had just been discharged from the hospital, seeing Shao Tingxun drinking like this, Song Qingyin couldn't help but feel worried.

"Drink less, so as not to damage your body."

Hearing what she said, Yao Jinfeng on the side laughed, "Look, Qingyin, you haven't married yet, why are you protecting Ting Xun like this?"

Said Yao Jinfeng poured wine for Shao Tingxun again.

But Shao Tingxun was very happy, so Ren Song Qingyin did not refuse no matter how much he persuaded him.

"Qingyin, this is my first birthday with you, I'm happy, don't worry about it, I can have a few more drinks."

Yao Jinfeng had no intention of letting Shao Tingxun go tonight.

So soon Shao Tingxun was so drunk that he passed out.

"Master Shao."

"Master Shao."

……

Yao Jinfeng yelled a few times, seeing that Shao Tingxun was really drunk and didn't respond well, a smile quietly appeared on the corner of his mouth.